A love letter written
Encased in a broken heart
Love done the right way
Yet ended all the same
For what
But the fickle whims of another
2012
Cynical
The narcissist is survived by the world
Irony
God’s choice in humor
Perseverance
Honesty
Modesty
Novelties
Relics that gather dust
Only suffering can wipe away
Lilith
Dancing with the devil
Smelling of crimson rose
A faint scent of brimstone
Perfect prose
Your soul taken in despair
Emotions the currency
No reprieve
When adam seeks his eve
Dead to the World
I am no man’s slave
We are born slaves
This is a choice
An owned man sleeps sound
A free man must never sleep again
This war started long ago
Pillaging of rights
Facetious freedom
Phoenix
A thousand voices call my name
The voices in the Void
My indecision
My prison
A facade dissolves
Vanity in vain
Another Lament
How are these concepts so elusive? This age is home to the greatest dissemination of information in the history of our species. How then can we not read the writing on the wall? This writing written in blood since the dawn of man. For us to simply walk with a somnambulant lack of vigor in a time where our technological advances are at their most promising, and dangerous. We became casualties before the fight even began. Woe is upon us and our kin for the world is unforgiving and man is even less so. Natural selection will not long be robbed of it’s sacrifices. War is knocking at your door and it is wise to answer before it lets itself in.
Freedom?
But what if it is the will of free people to be subjugated? Would you deny them their freedom to abolish their freedoms? You would simply be denying their right to freedom to preserve the very right they wish to abandon. That is insanity, although no more insane than a Democracy becoming a Dictatorship by popular vote. What ratiocination would lead to interpreting that as a sane course of action? These questions could only become relevant when all visages of sanity have fled the minds of the majority.
Blessing
It was but a resigned breath away
The sweet release
The abysmal drop
The fear of mankind
The end of fear
The end of sorrow
Of hunger and pain
Of The Disease
Cain
Blinded by sanity
Disfigured by prudence
The mandate is spoken
Swift and violent action
Virulent in nature
To the lament of the wise
Under a false flag they proclaim
A facade in your best interests
Paradox 
Immortality
exploringtheparadox · March 24, 2018 · 2012, Commentary · Commentary, Philosophy · No Comments
Those who quest for immortality shall not find it. Only those that see immortality as a burden shall find it. Those with the wisdom to tell a curse from a blessing will understand. Immortality is the final test. Those that forsake it will find it dangling before them. Immortality is a lie, for those that seek will never find, and those that find will never embrace.
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